She met his gaze as his mouth descended and licked a slow stripe along her folds, tasting her arousal, then circled her c**t with deliberate pressure. She moaned softly as he edged her ruthlessly, his tongue flicking, then pausing just as her hips bucked, whispering praise between strokes. “That’s it, my sweet girl. You taste so good. You’re doing so well letting me have you.”
Her hands fisted the sheets. “Ethan… please…”
“Not yet.” He slid two fingers inside her, curling them while his tongue resumed its work, bringing her to the brink again and again. Each time she neared orgasm he eased off, kissing her inner thighs instead. “You’re mine to control. And you love it, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she gasped, voice trembling.
Only when tears of desperate pleasure glistened in her eyes did he fin
